1) Every time I use the shower after him, the shower head is pointing straight down, parallel to the wall. In order to get under the shower head, one would literally have to squat down and press one's body against the wall.

2) One morning, I went downstairs at 6AM to find my roommate sitting upright, cross-legged on the couch, in the dark. At this point, I turned on the lights, and he WOKE UP, and I said "what the hell are you doing?" And he says" I must have dozed off".

I forget the number now cause i've been living without roommates for the past 6 years but in the first 5 years I lived in mtl I had something around 30 roommates. No shit. Mainly because two of the apt I had were pretty much revolving door and we were either 4 or 5 people living together. So yeah I have a few stories.

-Roommate that stays a month, gives us a check that bounces and disappears.

-The guy who wouldn't do any houses chores because he claimed he didn't use anything. Not even the garbage (so no taking garbage out). Which was of course bullshit. He was loaded with cash and didn't have anything in his room and was the cheapest guy I've known and called his cute and nice gf his p**** when she wasn't around. Creepy little guy he was too. Had a face meant for fists. he didn't stay long when the lease passed to me.

-The newly arrived chinese roommate who wanted me to give him French classes and he would lower my rent (he was the only one on the lease) and then the time I did give him French lessons he started touching my legs (turns out I preferred my rent to be what it was, i'm not a prosti). Then when I moved out he wanted to have a dinner with me probably to tell me he loved me. I declined. the weird thing I outside of that he tried to get girls to go out with him (failed). I guess he wasn't out to himself.

-Roommate who would decide to have improptu parties until 4am. Nevermind that the neighbors complained to me directly.

-The roommate who was a "dj" and absolutely had to "practice" his set in the house at full volume and THEN would tell me to turn down the tv in the evening.

-The swiss girl you could hear fucking through the walls with graphic details as to what was happening (i could hear her talk). she also tended to leave her dirty panties in places that weren't her room and I SWEAR she did this on purpose. She was a rich bitch who was slumming it cause it made her think that made her interesting. Her dad was absolutely loaded.

Some more I forget. You name them I've had them.

I'm gonna skip the time I lived with an ex plus one roommate after we had split cause that's too long to detail.

After that I lived with a guy that was about as antisocial as me and a bit of a conspiracy theory nut. Bad idea. He basically found ways to get annoyed with me despite me trying my best. Then I met my gf while I still lived there, I asked him if it was ok if she would come over for 2 or 3 days. Sure he said. Nevermind i'd never brought anyone home and he often had friends over. We kept quiet and to ourselves, tried to be around as least as possible. One the second day she's there he knocks on my door, "hey, can I see your lease, need it for my financial aid application" (he was going back to school through some government program, the thing is he was on the lease but id signed on with him as a roommate). Sure i say, I hand it to him, he grabs it, rips it apart in front of me and new gf and says "I want you out of here in two weeks." No explanation. So I was out of there in two weeks. this was the last time I had a roommate.

last roommate i had pissed in gatorade bottles and never left his room. when i left he had like 50 of them in his room. fucking weird.

I do this when im sick. Like earlier this eyar I had the worst flu and basically couldn't leave the room. Weird thing is if you pee in them and they still have like drops of Gatorade in, I swear the piss takes the same color as Gatorade (I thought it was just beause i was drinking the Gatorade but no as I did this again recently and it had been days since i'd drank the thing). I had to make a mental note which ones were the ones I peed in and which ones had actual Gatorade cause when you have the flu and cant smell, not sure i'd have known the difference until it got into my mouth...

I do this when im sick. Like earlier this eyar I had the worst flu and basically couldn't leave the room. Weird thing is if you pee in them and they still have like drops of Gatorade in, I swear the piss takes the same color as Gatorade (I thought it was just beause i was drinking the Gatorade but no as I did this again recently and it had been days since i'd drank the thing). I had to make a mental note which ones were the ones I peed in and which ones had actual Gatorade cause when you have the flu and cant smell, not sure i'd have known the difference until it got into my mouth...

this kid had no excuse other than he was too drunk or high to move i suppose and was so terrified to confront me on any level. the smell i will never forget. mold growing in some of them. empty jamesons bottles filled with piss. most foul human i've ever lived with.

my roommate did lots of coke and had a large plug-in vibrator and literotica under her bed. we never had any problems because she really never put me out except that one time she brought home a guy at 7am after a night of partying who didn't speak english (which is all she speaks) and kept yelling at him.

runs and stomps down the stairs.
piles a million dishes into both sinks, which i keep moving to one sink.
will literally stockpile dirty dishes in his room for months at a time (i use 2 plates, 2 bowls, 2 spoons, 2 knives and 2 glasses which i have to keep separate on a shelf)
never cleans up after himself in the kitchen.
never cleans up after himself after electric shaving.
never cleans his cats litter boxes.
keeps his motorcycle on the walk leading to the front porch thus blocking the walkway

dude is a major slob/hoarder. when there's no one staying in one of the extra rooms he will start moving shit into that spare room in order to clean another one and eventually the once clean room will turn into a hoarded mess while the room "to be cleaned" is left half finished for months at a time.

the other day he was de-feathering stuffed pheasants and using the mattress in the room as a table. i guess just because he didn't have a clean surface anywhere else.

the fridge has 4 shelves. i use one of those. for some reason though the other three are not enough for him and he will start using my space as well. why? simply because its neat and tidy and it looks like there's room. i promptly take whatever he set there and chuck it on the bottom shelf every time.

he goes through an ungodly amount of toilet paper. as an experiment, when i pick up a 4-pack i'll take one roll upstairs and only use that. he will go through 2 whole rolls before i'm even thinking about starting another one.

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Originally Posted by killtrocity

1) Every time I use the shower after him, the shower head is pointing straight down, parallel to the wall. In order to get under the shower head, one would literally have to squat down and press one's body against the wall.

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oh i thought of another one:

he goes through an ungodly amount of toilet paper. as an experiment, when i pick up a 4-pack i'll take one roll upstairs and only use that. he will go through 2 whole rolls before i'm even thinking about starting another one.

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Originally Posted by slunken

the fridge has 4 shelves. i use one of those. for some reason though the other three are not enough for him and he will start using my space as well. why? simply because its neat and tidy and it looks like there's room. i promptly take whatever he set there and chuck it on the bottom shelf every time.

hopefully she's wrapping her tampons and throwing them in the trash like a civilized adult. i once had to talk to a gf about how its not a good idea to flush her sanitary napkins after the commode kept clogging. i knew what was up instantly, after working in a restaurant and magically every mothers day the womens toilet would go out of order.

"ITS BECAUSE OF THOSE BEASTS FLUSHING THEIR BLOODY PLUGS" our gm would cry.

thelast time my rm decided to clean his cat boxes i guess a hole was in the trash bag and there was a steady line of litter leading from the bottom of the stairs all the way outside, down the porch st eps and to the trash can